the evening, normally painted with brilliant paint strokes of colors of the setting sun is instead rapidly darkening, a dour ending to a dull, gray and overcast day.
still, even the threat of snow in the distance does not deter rhaegal from the borders. with the lay of sapphique's land learned — from quen and from his own treading of it — he deigns to get to work proving that he deserved a place in their crew.
he begins at the shore, lingering in the kiss of the salty sea breeze for a few stolen moments before he heads along the borders, towards the tangle; ears and eyes alert.
still, even the threat of snow in the distance does not deter rhaegal from the borders. with the lay of sapphique's land learned — from quen and from his own treading of it — he deigns to get to work proving that he deserved a place in their crew.
he begins at the shore, lingering in the kiss of the salty sea breeze for a few stolen moments before he heads along the borders, towards the tangle; ears and eyes alert.
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